Operation Neptune. D-Day. Normandy, France. Jun 6, 1944. Seventy years ago today.
Children of my generation looked at our otherwise ordinary fathers in awe, and pondered how they fought in World War II. We thought about what we would do if we were called upon by our country to do the same. Would we rush off a landing craft onto Omaha Beach knowing that there was a good chance we would die?
We believed we would, just as our fathers did. There were some things worth dying for.
For the generations who followed, would you?
There were no iPads, Starbucks or wifi. No one complained about the emotional trauma of hurt feelings or mean words. The G.I.s who survived used language and told jokes that most would find offensive today. The enemy was Krauts, and on the other side of the world, Nips. But they ran onto that beach anyway, 70 years ago today.